019 Summons ❈ Action & Dictated

[rose_of_battle]

[It's been a couple of weeks, Paradisa, but Sheena's making her way back to the castle. While her departure had been quiet and quick, her return is quite the opposite. She didn't bother to hide the sight of her riding on the back of a giant rodent as he made his way slowly across the terrain towards the castle in broad daylight.

If anyone's watching her, she's oblivious as pain and exhaustion overtakes her the closer they get to their destination. Once she's at the castle, she makes her way up to her room as Gnome disappears in front of anyone who's watching, and collapses on the bed. She has every intention of returning to Lloyd and Colette's house, but she has things here she needs to pick up first--right after a nap.]

[Several hours later....]

[Sheena's wide awake, and with her journal propped open beside her, she takes care of those cuts and scrapes she had received while in the DZ, the occasional gasp of pain entering her dictation.]

Hey, everyone, I'm back from the Dead Zone. [whoops, she hadn't told anyone she was going there, had she? Too late to change it now. Rushing forward now:]

First, to whoever left me the cookies, thank you! They were pretty good!

And...If I didn't know better, I'd swear the Daruma Doll I found in my room is the same one my grandfather had. It has his name on it and everything. Ummm, whoever got that for me...Th-Thanks. Thank you so much.

[Now her tone changes into one of concern.]

And what in the name of Mizuho has been going on? I've been reading some of the past journal entries and people mentioned doubles being here... Is everyone all right?

[Filter to Danny]
Especially you? Are you okay?
[/]

[Filter to Raine]
How are the plants doing? I hope you found the other item I left for you for Christmas. You've been a good friend to me, and well-- [Okay, she's breaking off now, because FEELINGS.]
[/]

[Filter to Genis]
I hope you like your gift, Genis. It should come in handy just like back home. [Especially if it hits a certain person in the head.]
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[Filter to Colette]
Hi! Yeah, I'm back! How are you and Yeleurk doing? I hope you like your gift. I know I should have given it to you in person, but you know me, so hiding it in your shopping bag was the best idea for me.
[/]

[Filter to Lloyd]
[Oh, she didn't forget him in the gift department, either.]
The moment I saw it, I thought of you. [You know, because of some of his fighting moves...]
[/]

[She closes the journal and delivers one more present with the note: "I should have given this to you sooner, but I hope you like it."]

[Spike the Dragon: He'll get a gemstone-studded suit jacket to match the tie he told Sheena about.

She's got a few more, but she's not exactly sure how well-received she'd be in delivering them, so she's staying away from any possible rejection.]


[ooc: Yep, she left presents before she left on vacation like the sneaky little ninja she is. Sheena can be hit up on either the journal or when she's walking around to talk about anything: the gifts, her question, that giant bow-wearing, shovel-carrying Spirit Summon--or just to shoot the breeze.]

Comments

[radiantwingedone]

...?

[ Really? He wasn't able to take them out at that time where they get to, more or less, perfect finish on the sheet, outside the oven. ]

... Castle must have done something more with 'keep fresh', was fairly sure had over-cooked....

[rose_of_battle]

[She's looking at the remainder of the cookies--all two of them--and yeah, they were a little dark. She picks one up and bites into it. Nope. not dry. Excuse her slight muffle as she speaks.]

You know, they say a cook is their own harshest critic. Nothing they make ever tastes right.

[radiantwingedone]

Wouldn't know if it looks right, either.

[rose_of_battle]

[She shakes her head slightly, she hadn't thought that would bother him. Sorry, Duke, she keeps forgetting you're blind.]

They looked fine, Duke.

[radiantwingedone]

... must have been a good batch then.

[ Because he knows there were some that tried to crumble to pieces when he moved them. ]

[rose_of_battle]

[Hers didn't.]

Duke, did you have trouble making the cookies?

[YES! She finally figured it out! Maybe.]

[radiantwingedone]

... Yes.

[ But it was okay, there were people he needed to return things (read-arrow from his shoulder) to and he might as well give them the crumbled bits too. ]

[rose_of_battle]

Oh. Did the penguins get in your way again by trying to help?

[radiantwingedone]

...? [ Did they-

oh. He remmebers now- ]

Yours was of a later batch; had figured out what seemed to be best time by then.

[rose_of_battle]

[She chuckles lightly.]

The best time to cook them to avoid people stealing them? Or to avoid the penguins?

[She's seriously thinking time as in day--not cooking length.]

[radiantwingedone]

It does tend to be less busy late at night... or was it very early...

[ He can follow that train of thought. ]

[rose_of_battle]

[Again, she chuckles--this time in understanding.]

Yeah, I never know what to call that time of day, either.

[radiantwingedone]

Dark, at least.

[rose_of_battle]

[She sputters with laughter before catching her breath.]

Yeah. Yeah, I guess you would.

[radiantwingedone]

[ He's confused for a moment but

He thinks he figured out why she was laughing. Midnight does tend to be dark. ]

[rose_of_battle]

[Whoops, she did it again. She's always forgetting about the blindness and his silence alerts her to that.]

Duke, um, are you all right?

[radiantwingedone]

Did not understand reply for a moment.

[ No, its him being a social fail. ]

[rose_of_battle]

Huh? Oh!

No! No, I wasn't laughing at you! I promise!

[radiantwingedone]

Meant words.

[ He didn't really even think that she could have been laughing at him. ]

[rose_of_battle]

Huh? What I said? I don't--["get it", but she does in a second. What else would a blind man use to describe ANY time of day? She keeps forgetting about that, Duke. Forgive her?]

Oh. Now I understand.

[radiantwingedone]

[ And he doesn't again, but maybe it was some of those multiple meanings things. Oh well, this silence is the more comfortable 'I don't have words anymore' sort. ]

[rose_of_battle]

[He may think it's a comfortable silence, but after her recent experiences, Sheena doesn't, so she begins panicking.]

Duke? Duke, are you there?

[radiantwingedone]

... Apologies, do not intend to alarm. Tend to fall silent when lack things to say.

[rose_of_battle]

[She sighs in relief.]

Yeah, that's normal, but I don't think it works too well over the journal...

[Said in a thoughtful voice, not accusing.]

[radiantwingedone]

Second to have told me that.

[ He'll have to start announcing he's done talking, won't he? ]